Yes – I'm aware it’s May 7th...and that I’m schmoozing in here late as usual to give a full account of my achievements for April. I have an excuse . Its hard to write a blog post about nothing.
If Unachievements was an actual word I’d be using that instead since I completely ran out of steam in about Week 1. I didn’t touch my machine for the last three weeks of the month except to repair a ruffle on one of my favourite shirts. We all know garment repairs don’t count as REAL sewing even if they do prevent us from having to go to work naked.
I only managed to get the final 8 blocks done for the recycled shirt quilt last month. Yep folks that’s it. Huge effort for the month. ABSOLUTELY huge. Then I laid it all out to motivate myself to sew it together but then I put it in a plastic box and forgot about it again.
I did completely clean out my sewing room though. I think that counts for a lot. At least I can find all my WIP’s now- even if I am ignoring them.
That poor baby quilt is still lurking in a sadly unfinished state (and it was meant to be on a plane with Sister of Pyjamas four days ago winging its way to the intended recipient) Baby Jack arrived in the world this afternoon and it would be so nice to have this quilt finished before he starts primary school. I'm about quarter of the way through the binding so maybe I could pull out at least one finish this month?
I continue to be inspired by projects that I really cant resist starting. I tell myself that they’ll be quick to knock up but the truth is I'm all about increasing my WIP pile to epic proportions. But for better or worse in the last week I’ve started an Irish chain quilt in red and white. Mainly so I can use up all the red fabrics I collected while not finishing the Farmers Wife Quilt I started last year.
And today I started this...
And I’m planning to suck it up and hand quilt this one so the ultimate finish may be months (or even years) away,especially since I’ve never hand quilted anything in my life.
Making monthly goals is the stupidest idea I ever had. I seem to get much more done when I just bumble along smelling the roses along the way, meandering on to something new when I feel like it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.